After being exiled, I became a star boss

Chapter 26 Dream Butterfly
"If you make me and Yun Qi come together, this box of eighteen orbs will be yours."

一
Night, spring night.

The cold spring is expected to be cold, but the alleys of Nanqu in Pingkangfang are full of spring.

Gorgeous flowers, pink butterflies, the wind in the spring night is full of charming fragrance of powder, and there is a beautiful sound of joy.

There is no one in the dark alley, except for a single lamp.

On the orange-red oil-paper lanterns, slender and tall orchid leaves are painted. Among the clear orchid leaves, a few pure black orchids bloom wantonly, just like dancing butterflies.

Butterflies are dancing in the night wind, as if they are sighing, is this world bewitched by butterflies or flowers or butterflies?

From the dark and damp cold fog, Li Jiancheng pushed open the door under the solitary lamp, walked through the winding veranda, entered the fresh and elegant boudoir, took off his dark hooded cloak, and revealed his well-fitting, fabric texture Extremely exquisite and exquisitely handcrafted crimson brocade robe.

Domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Whenever this happens, he is always in a particularly happy mood.

The luxuriously furnished rooms are filled with strange fragrances.

Li Jiancheng once asked Hongxiong, and she said it was the fragrance of Phalaenopsis.

At this moment, this woman who likes crimson clothes is completely different from usual.

She was wearing a pure black soft silk dress with long skirts dragging on the ground.

The ground was full of flowers, and she just stood there quietly, barefoot.

Those feet were slender and tender, and the sound of the piano sounded, and her figure danced lightly among the flowers.

The jet-black soft hair is flying in the air, the soft and thin silk skirt is erratic, like clouds and fog, and there are colorful petals flying all over the sky.

She seems to have become a butterfly from the dark abyss, fluttering lightly in the colorful world of mortals.

Her complexion is fair, and her youthful skin is tight. In the moonlight, the translucent black silk dress seems to cover her with a mysterious veil at night.

As a normal man, Prince Li Jiancheng froze immediately.

He has always liked women with slender waists and long legs, and this woman from Nanman happened to have a slender waist and long legs.

Nanman women are good at singing and dancing. When they dance, they have jet-black hair, fair and plump breasts, and slender and strong legs. It seems that every inch of their body is dancing rhythmically, full of vitality.

Li Jiancheng's heart also followed every beat, jumping happily.

His throat rolled slightly, he stood up abruptly, and with great strength, he hugged the orchid-like mysterious woman by the waist, and strode into the inner room.

Seen under the moonlight on a spring night, the green gauze tent has already become a surging ocean under a storm.

The night was getting darker and quieter.

Li Jiancheng got up, leaned on the pillow, and stroked the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms contentedly.

In the past six months, he likes coming here, likes the fragrance here, likes this woman.

He has long been tired of those famous ladies in the mansion. Although the oiran of Shuiyun Building can bring him a new look, but such a prostitute, he cannot marry into the mansion.

But he was able to buy a house outside for her, and he could come over when he was depressed and enjoy her comfort.

He was thinking, and the woman in his arms seemed to feel that he was worried, and she was looking up with her sharp and beautiful eyes.

Prince Jiancheng pretended to be casual and asked: "Beauty, I heard that you recently made a good sister?"

Hung Hom blinked her eyes, and said sweetly, "My sisters are all over Chang'an City, who is your Highness asking?"

Jiancheng thought about it pretendingly, and said, "I've heard people say it, it seems to be called Yunqi."

"Yun Qi is indeed my good sister, but..."

"But what?" He caressed the woman, rubbing two glutinous rice balls flatteringly in his palm, and teased, "Are you jealous?!"

Hung Hom smiled. In the brothel, any woman who loves to smile can do business well. She shook her head and said, "She's different from me. I'm just worried that Your Highness will be ashamed."

In fact, he has already touched his nose.

Although he lost his troops, he finally found this mysterious woman through Liu Heita.

Just a few days ago, he had sent someone to invite Yun Qi to visit the mansion, but he was turned down.

It's just a foreign woman who sells flowers, and she dares to refuse the invitation of the present prince.

At that time, he was very angry, but a little intolerance can lead to big plans, and those who have achieved big things can't care about these small things.

"Where did you go, I just heard some rumors in the market, I want to meet her and have a casual chat with her."

"What other rumors can there be about Yunqi?" Hongxiao was surprised: "She stays in that small flower shop every day, never leaving the gate, but occasionally holds flower appreciation poetry parties in the yard."

Li Jiancheng narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Flower appreciation. Poetry meeting?"

"It's all about making friends with flowers, and sisters who like flowers get together, sing, dance, and recite poems to make friends."

Jiancheng turned over again, pressed the charming woman under his body, pecked her soft lips, and said with a smile: "I am also a person who cherishes flowers and loves flowers, and I prefer a considerate beauty like you. Manyuan, tomorrow I will accompany you to Yunqi to enjoy the flowers."

Hongxiao Yemei raised her eyebrows lightly, and asked inquiringly, "What rumors did His Highness not tell me?"

Jiancheng frowned slightly, hesitated to say anything, it was not a rumor, but a top-secret anecdote.

Since it was a secret, how could he tell Hong Hom casually? As the crown prince of a country, he still has some sense of propriety.

Hung Hom sighed softly: "Your Highness doesn't believe me? Although I am in the world, I am pitied by His Highness, but it is too late to be grateful. If His Highness doesn't tell me, how can I help His Highness?"

Li Jiancheng thought about it, and before going back and forth with Hung Hom, he had specially sent someone to find out, even though she was a brothel girl, this woman was also a noble and aloof person.

He pondered, and suddenly said: "I heard that she has a master who can know up and down for 5000 years."

"Up and down 5000 years?" A strange light suddenly flashed in Hongxiao's eyes, and he asked, "Yun Qi never told me that she has a master, how did His Highness know?"

Li Jiancheng said again: "Liu Heita once met a woman in Changle."

"What's so strange about meeting a woman?"

"Liu Heita is guarding Changle. Before the decisive battle, the woman told him that he will lose."

"That woman is Yun Qi?! But how does His Highness know the details?"

Li Jiancheng said: "Before Liu Heitai died, he beat his chest and stomped his feet, and regretted it too much."

"What does he regret?"

"He regretted listening to Gao Yaxian's nonsense and making trouble, and regretted not listening to Yun Qi's advice."

"What advice?"

Li Jiancheng's eyes suddenly revealed a look of satisfaction, "The advice said that Prince Jiancheng defeated the rebels in the first month, and Liu Heitai ended up decapitated."

Hongxiao immediately froze for a while, then thoughtfully said: "I never thought she could predict the destiny."

"This woman of unknown origin is not as simple as growing and selling flowers."

As Jiancheng said, he took out a finely carved sandalwood box from the fish bag hanging beside the bed.

The hazy moonlight shines through the gauze curtain, and at the moment when the lid of the box is opened, thousands of brilliance float up inside the green gauze curtain.

He casually picked up a pearl, shook it back and forth in front of the woman's eyes, and said, "This is the pearl that Nanyue Kingdom paid tribute to. Each one is the size of a pigeon's egg. It is round and crystal clear, dazzling and invaluable."

Even his princess, he was not willing to reward one. Tonight, he brought a full box of such pearls.

Of course, Hongxiao's eyes were wide open. As the singing and dancing oiran of Shuiyunlou, she usually comes into contact with wealthy families in the capital. However, she is a prince after all. If you just take out a treasure, even a famous family can hardly be compared.

"No matter what kind of woman, seeing these shiny stones is a virtue." Li Jiancheng thought to himself, and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"

The woman swallowed and nodded quickly.

Jian Jiancheng said: "If you make me and Yun Qi come together, this box of eighteen gems will be yours."

two

After another cloud and rain, Li Jiancheng fell into a deep sleep.

He had a dream, a strange dream. In the dream, he was standing on a high mountain with a pool of green pools at his feet.

In the twilight, it was just an ordinary pool.

A strip of crystal clear spring water meanders down from the high mountain, forming a pool of more than ten feet square here.

The pool is surrounded by lush and dense southern forests, which are so green that they are reflected in the blue pool water.

The spring is gurgling, and there are continuous patches of Phalaenopsis growing beside the water.

The soil is fertile, soft and moist, and the Phalaenopsis here grows extremely luxuriantly. The pure black orchid petals are dotted with eye-shaped and colorful markings.

He strolled around the edge of the pool in a daze, not knowing where he was at all.I don't know what to do here?
Finally, he finally lay down on the white stone by the pool.

As night fell, apart from the sound of water, there was only an eerie silence in the forest.

Alone, he was terrified in his heart, lying on the boulder, with his eyes wide open, staring at the sky full of stars reflected in the clear water.

Looking at it, the stretches of orchids around Bitan suddenly seemed to turn into thousands of butterflies.

The butterfly flapped its pure black scaled wings lightly, and the eyes on the wings seemed to be blinking at him.

It was an indescribable ghost.

What's even more frightening is that ghostly butterflies are continuously emerging from the orchid bushes and gathering together like clouds.

Around Bitan, cascading vines hang down from the tall trees. Butterflies are either hanging on the vines in clusters, vertically hanging on the water, or flapping their ghostly scales, chasing each other and flying on the clear water.

Looking around, thousands of black butterflies gathered into dark clouds, covering the whole world.

Lying on the boulder, he wanted to get up and escape, but his whole body was limp, without any strength.

He struggled desperately like a trapped animal, gasping for breath, and suddenly, a strange fragrance wafted from his nostrils.

The fragrance was actually exuded by nectar, and the nectar stuck to his chest wet and greasy. He wanted to reach out to wipe it, but his arms were stretched unconsciously, unable to move.

Those ghostly butterflies seemed to smell the honey fragrance on his chest, and they all moved their postures and flew towards him. They were approaching
At that moment, time seemed to be frozen, becoming surprisingly slow, and his senses were surprisingly sensitive.

In his eyes, thousands of butterflies fluttered their pure black wings at the same time, and the eyes on the wings flickered again and again. Weird voice, "Wow———"

The undulating sound swept towards him, and on the top of the butterfly wave, there was a palm-sized, very beautiful butterfly.

Of course it is the kind of breathtaking beauty.

He stared blankly, and was shocked to realize that Die's face turned out to be a red silk face, and a strange cold light flashed in Gu Pan's eyes.

The red lips on the face parted slightly, and the butterfly language carried the fragrance of Phalaenopsis: "Your Highness, do you love me?"

He was terrified in his heart, and he replied in his mouth: "Love, in this world, I only have you in my heart."

"Does Your Highness miss other women?"

"No, no, never, I swear—"

"If you look at other women more, or think about other women for a moment, you will betray me."

"If I look at it one more time, I will be blind in that eye, and if I think about it for a moment, my heart will be devoured by thousands of insects."

"Remember your oath, otherwise..."

He actually laughed, but he was crying in his heart: "Otherwise what?"

A ghostly smile suddenly appeared on that beautiful white face.

Suddenly stretched out the pure black butterfly wings, and lightly landed on his chest.

He was terrified to the extreme, staring fixedly at the pair of eyes that were shining with red light, struggling desperately, finally, his hand felt sensation.

The arm swung up suddenly, and slapped it hard at the ghostly butterfly, with a crisp "pop".

The darn thing was dead and beaten to pieces.

He woke up suddenly, and found that this was just a dream, there was no deep blue pool, no thousands of ghostly butterflies, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is early morning.

The pale golden morning light shone into the green gauze tent and shone on his chest. When he realized that the woman he once loved was no longer by his side, he suddenly let go.

But when his eyes fell on his chest, his whole body was shocked, like thunder passing through him.

The fear from the nightmare seized him immediately.

There was actually a butterfly printed on his heart, a palm-sized pure black butterfly with outstretched wings, and eye-shaped and crimson markings impressively printed on it.

(End of this chapter)